Starting from iron smelting

Chapter 28 Soul Search

The purple-robed old man Xuan Huanzi was unmoved and said coldly: "This mortal has been involved in the secrets of my sect, and he has also seen my cultivation method. If I don't kill him, there will be trouble. I will never allow him to leave alive."

When Xuan Miaozi heard that his junior brother was determined not to retreat, his heart was like a thousand waves. There was definitely something wrong here. He watched coldly, and gradually developed a desire to win. Perhaps, recruiting Lu Xiuyuan into his team would be a game for him, and it would make the whole process less complicated. He imagined using this ordinary mortal as a chess piece in his hand, playing with it between his fingertips, and couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

However, the purple-robed Taoist Xuan Huanzi had another plan in mind. He knew very well that his secret must not be discovered, especially by his senior brother, which would undoubtedly be a huge hidden danger for him. Therefore, he made up his mind not to allow Lu Xiuyuan to walk out of here alive with these secrets. In his opinion, this was the only way to protect his own interests.

Things were at a stalemate, and the tense atmosphere made the whole room seem frozen. Xuan Huanzi took the initiative to walk in front of Xuan Miaozi and said in a calm and humble tone: "Brother, it would be unmannerly for us to continue arguing like this. I am in the wrong, and I should put myself in my fellow junior brother's shoes."

Xuan Miaozi was slightly surprised when he heard this. This unruly junior brother rarely showed such an attitude on weekdays. The sudden change made Xuan Miaozi suspicious, thinking that there must be a deeper mystery hidden in it. So, he also began to show some brotherly and respectful attitude, temporarily putting aside the previous dispute.

After thinking for a moment, Xuan Huanzi proposed a condition: "Why don't we each take a step back, as long as you agree to one condition." Xuan Miaozi asked curiously: "What condition? Tell me."

The purple-robed Taoist Xuan Huanzi took a deep breath, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "I promise you to let this mortal go and not take his life, but the condition is that I need to check his consciousness to make sure he won't reveal any secrets."

"What, we want to detect spiritual consciousness?" The disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Afterwards, a disciple who knew the situation quickly walked towards the crowd and explained, "Exploring spiritual consciousness sounds simple, but it contains huge risks. One reason is that everyone's personal memory is deeply hidden, and it is not easy to deeply understand the information contained therein. If you are not careful, the person being explored may lose all his memory and become a demented person."

Another disciple then echoed, "That's right, and if someone resists the detection of his spiritual consciousness too strongly, it may involve the worry of his reputation. After all, the soul-searching technique of Uncle Xuanhuanzi Ji Hongtao is one of the best in the entire Juling Sect. Even if this mortal has a strong physique, his spiritual consciousness will not escape death."

The disciples had different expressions, with fear, pride, fear, and compassion intertwined on their faces. At this moment, the whole scene was like a pool of ripples, spreading out in different waves.

Xuan Miaozi was silent for a moment, then said, "This is not feasible. Soul-searching is too powerful for a mortal with a mortal body. His spiritual world cannot bear it. Such an investigation will put his life in danger."

Xuan Huanzi immediately retorted: "I will act carefully. I just want to find the memory of him seeing my secret, and then impose a ban on him to make him forget this memory. This will not endanger his life, I promise. And, if the situation is not good, you can interrupt my soul search at any time to ensure his safety."

After hearing this, everyone's faces were still in confusion, and many people began to weigh the pros and cons in their hearts. Some disciples felt sympathy for Lu Xiuyuan and hoped that he could escape. Others were happy because of their pride, thinking that this mortal deserved it.

Xuan Miaozi's decision aroused the sympathy of some people, after all, they did not want to lose their lives on this little mortal. But Xuan Huanzi's proposal still made people worried, and the horror of soul-searching made everyone feel cold.

Xuan Huanzi thought for a long time and said, "Since this is the condition, it is difficult for me to agree to it. After all, the soul-searching technique is too harmful.

Lu Xiuyuan knew that the rescue of the old man in white robe was the biggest variable today. If he did not show his support and make sacrifices, everything the old man in white robe had done would be in vain and his life would end here.

Although he knew that the purple-robed Taoist priest Xuanhuanzi had no good intentions and wanted him dead, and would definitely tamper with him when exploring his spiritual consciousness, he had to take a gamble. He bet on his strong life, on the deep secret he had hidden, and on the white-robed old man to rescue him in time.

Lu Xiuyuan said loudly: "Please ask Immortal Xuanhuanzi to search my soul and explore my consciousness. Everyone is responsible for their own actions. I have not seen your so-called secrets, nor have I made any disrespectful remarks to you or the Juling Sect. Please search my soul to verify it."

"Good! Good boy, you are brave and determined. I will search your soul now to see if you really take responsibility for your own actions." The purple-robed Taoist Xuanhuanzi said excitedly.

Xuan Miaozi nodded slightly, expressing his appreciation for Lu Xiuyuan's honesty. He knew that this was not an easy task, and it took great courage and faith to get an ordinary mortal to accept soul searching without hiding anything.

Facing the upcoming soul search, Lu Xiuyuan was nervous but determined. He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, relaxed his whole body, and prepared himself for Xuan Miaozi's soul search.

The purple-robed old man had a deep gaze, and his hands gently swept through the air, leisurely condensing a ball of light purple light mist. This light mist filled Xuan Miaozi's hands, like a ball of lingering mist, containing powerful magic power.

The light mist gradually drifted towards Lu Xiuyuan and enveloped his head. Lu Xiuyuan felt a faint and mysterious force penetrate into his mind, as if an invisible hand was touching his soul.

The moment Lu Xiuyuan felt the soul-searching process, his head ached like a splitting pain, as if thousands of tiny stars exploded in his mind, instantly making him feel extremely uncomfortable. Each fragment seemed to be a fragment of a memory, pouring into his brain in a disorderly and chaotic manner, bringing him a severe sense of discomfort.

This internal headache seemed to tear his head apart, like an endless storm raging through his nervous system. He felt as if his skull was being peeled away and his brain was exposed to the ruthless air.

As the soul search deepened, every memory fragment was a violent shock, like a sharp blade cutting through the depths of his soul. Lu Xiuyuan's consciousness was lost in this chaotic memory fragment, as if he was in a small boat in a storm, and could be submerged in the turbulent sea of ​​memory at any time.

During this process, he felt his body being dismantled, his spiritual world being stripped away, everything was churning and surging. In his brain came waves of sharp sounds, as if the collision and friction of memory fragments, which made him unbearable.

His consciousness began to enter a state of blur, and fragments of memory emerged in his mind, with various scenes, characters, and emotions intertwined. Lu Xiuyuan wandered in this ocean of memory, but he was not afraid, because he firmly believed in his heart that his secret was hidden so deep that even Xuan Miaozi would find it difficult to find it.